The Three Faces Of The Moon Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson
The Three Faces Of The Moon
Here I am,
the three faces of the Moon.
Clearing the ancestral trauma,
amongst the ruins.
As a young girl,
It haunted me in my dreams.
As a young woman,
I came to understand its power
and its means.
As an older woman,
I delight in its wisdom.
I feel its power,
and its prism.
I have come to love all that
it stands for.
I rejoice in its neverending
core.
The three faces of the Moon,
the maiden, the mother and the wise lady,
Represent the cycle of life,
And all they have fought bravely.
The Moon has been called by
her daughters throughout time,
She holds them in her aura,
She is all that is divine.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .20240224.
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The mysterious moon continues to fascinate all sorts of artistes. Enjoyed reading your poem and looking at the graphic.
Such an attritive poem, imaginative and lovely. Fascinating Moon, poets cannot help but write you poetry and love thee. Loved the poem, too!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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My grandest applause for thee, from me